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Oh boy...
Summer Art contest!
Draw ANY of my characters on Summer Vacation and I'll show off my favorite at the end of each of the 3 months of summer! You can post it in the fanart chat on discord, or on twitter or tumblr under #goodboyaudios
I still think Dr. Brenner is sexy as hell.
We need more of him.
The bear pit would be cursed to become the dashcon ball pit
the bear pit is the dashcon ball pit
i understand why the same panels of scout get passed among the simps but why are we all looking at this one and doing nothing. he's freaking adorable wdym. look.
when the brainrot goes insane and you and a friend start planning a massive at least 80,000 word fic to write. It's insane. Harriel fandom buckle up. I finally got my friends into the brainrot and we are ready to share this story with y'all. FOLLOW FOR UPDATES :)
Is declining to perform at the White House due to the administration's failure to actually protect LGBT and women's rights and for the president's role in an ongoing genocide reactionary conservatism? Is framing an artist you find tacky as unintelligent MAGA trailer trash for growing up poor progressive?
Every day
Every day that goes by I am somehow more and more the person Will Wood was talking about in thermodynamic lawyer esq.
I am not worried. Everyone succumbs to destiny eventually.
This is why I don't do long term art projects
This is going to take about a month and a half
So I had a dream a few weeks ago and I thought you good omens Tumblr people would want to hear about it.
What was this dream, I hear absolutely none of you cry?
Good Omens Season Three of course!
It begins with Crowley, with his hair just above the shoulders and wavy, very similar to the 2000s Crowley hair. He's in his house, wearing sunglasses and dressed in his final fifteen outfit. Somehow my dream self knew that this was a month or two after the final fifteen. Crowley is lounging in his chair, looking depressed, with a glass of wine balanced on the arm somehow.
Then, we cut to Heaven. Aziraphale is sitting at the desk that Michael is seen at in S2, with stacks of paperwork on the desk. He's smiling, but tears are pooling in his eyes. The Metatron comes over and says something that I can't remember, to which Aziraphale says "yes of course" in his polite way with a smile. He shuffles the papers and then gets up and walks away, the Metatron looking on with an expression that I can only describe as villainous.
Then, we cut to... Hastur? Who is narrating? Subconscious brain, what are you doing? He stares straight at me (which is basically like staring at the camera) and monologues, which boils down to
"Our great heroes are separated, grieving the loss of each other when neither are dead" (sarcastically)
"Well," *chuckles* "neither are dead yet."
Cut back to Crowley. He's angry, tears streaming from underneath his glasses. He throws his wine glass at the wall before collapsing on the floor. Looking up at the ceiling, he speaks to someone above, we all know who.
"Why did you go? Why'd you have to go and leave me you adorable little bastard. You left me, I needed you! I still... I still need you. Come back. Please come back." Or something similar to that. His voice breaks and he just lies there crying.
Up in Heaven, Aziraphale can't hear him but something upsets him. He buries his head in his arms, crying.
Then, back to Crowley's flat, but this time he's not alone. Hastur, Dagon, Shax and Eric burst in through the wall, grab him and drag him out of the door whilst he's screaming and cursing at them.
Cut to Hell, in the room that Beelzebub teleported Crowley to in S2. Crowley's on a black throne, but he's chained down and his head is forced into a bowed position. The four aforementioned demons stand before him, cackling. One of them holds a sword to his throat.
Cut back to Heaven, and Uriel comes over to Aziraphale and says that they've been sent a message from Hell. The message is a live video call, showing the previous scene. Aziraphale gasps, suddenly going from mildly confused to purely terrified. His eyes flood with tears and he appears paralysed, standing stock still and eyes glued to the image before him.
The demons laugh and hiss, before burying the sword in Crowley's shoulder. It glows brightly and Crowley screams in pain. A bucket is seen next to them, and I somehow know that Aziraphale is certain that it's full of holy water. Aziraphale seems to break out of his daze, stutters a bit then says, to nobody in particular
"I'll just be two ticks"
The demons are visibly confused, as is Uriel. None of them really know what to make of this. Then, still on the video, Crowley starts to shake, and is suddenly not chained. He collapses and rolls off the chair. One of the demons shove him onto his back, where we see that Crowley is... Laughing???
"Oh, we're all seriously fucked. That's his 'I'm going to pretend that everything is fine then turn into an absolute raging maniac' voice."
He then starts laughing even harder. The demons exchange worried glances. Has he gone off his rocker?
One of the demons is getting seriously pissed off by the laughing, and stabs Crowley in the other shoulder. But this time, he doesn't scream, he just keeps on laughing.
Suddenly, the room rumbles and an extremely pissed, immaculately dressed Aziraphale appears, wielding his flaming sword. His eyes are glowing the purple of Arch-Angelic power. With two strokes of his sword, Eric discorporates and the sword pointed at Crowley is knocked away. Aziraphale stands over Crowley's bleeding form and growls in the same tone as in the bookshop
"Stay back."
He waves his hand over Crowley's body, and a shield of light splits him off from everyone. Somehow my dream self knows that Aziraphale isn't only protecting Crowley from the demons, he's protecting Crowley from him. With that, Aziraphale thrusts his sword deeply into the ground, the room shaking violently and filling with pure angelic light. When it fades, Aziraphale is covered in soot and bears several burns, and is carrying Crowley through the light, up and up back to
The bookshop.
Crowley looks up at Aziraphale in a bit of a daze, and weakly says
"Did you... Stop to change before charging down to hell?"
"I wanted to be dressed appropriately! It's not every day one fights off demons in their home territory." Aziraphale sounds defensive, but also worried.
"You idiot angel." Crowley smiles at him affectionately.
"Yes, he very much is."
DUN DUN DUN!
The Metatron appears in the bookshop, an expression of fury on his face.
"I gave you power, I gave you status, I gave you a name for yourself. But still, you throw away all this for some, failed angel who couldn't even be a demon right! I won't have it!"
The Metatron snaps his fingers, white light flooding the bookshop and Crowley cries out in alarm. The husbands grip each other tightly, refusing to let even the Metatron's power separate them.
My dream ends with Hastur's laughter, as the two wake up in Heaven, still clutching each other.
o.m.g people... PEOPLE ISTGGGG KNSBJSDBJKSJKDSJKJJKBBSJ I ATE THIS UP
mdni!
professor!simon that teaches college criminal justice classes and he can’t help but feel his cock chub up when he sees you looking so pretty for him—little skirts, crop tops, thongs that don’t leave anything to the imagination.
professor!simon who is so impressed with your grades—you’re so smart and your intelligence turns him on. can’t help but praise you every time he hands you a paper or a test back, and it makes your cheeks blush and your cunt throb.
professor!simon who holds you back after class to ask if you’d be interested in becoming his teacher’s assistant because he’s so flooded with papers to grade, but really it’s just an excuse to get you alone with him.
professor!simon who touches you a little more inappropriately every day—squeezing your hip, patting your knee and sliding his hand to your inner thigh, hand sliding down your back until it rests on the curve of your ass. it leaves you soaked every time, and he knows it.
professor!simon who eats your pussy from the back while you’re helping him grade papers, punishing you every time you stop to close your eyes or whine. in the end, he has you shaking around his tongue, eyes glazed over and drool dripping onto his desk.
professor!simon who lets you ride his fat cock while he’s typing emails, the door to his office unlocked. “anyone could come in and see how much of a little whore you are,” he murmurs to you—but that makes your cunt clench and you bounce on him harder until you’re creaming around his cock and he’s shooting his thick load inside of you, promising you that he’s gonna breed you every day, just like this.
When you dont look at the art of an artist you love for a while, come back, and they just made everything hotter
During the same stream I also did busts from the Moonlight group. Scrappy, Malcolm, and Baker.
i think heterosexuality does have sexual revolutionary potential to the same extent that homosexuality does. its just that patriarchal society restricts m/f relationships so much that we don't recognize their true potential. like at its best, you are connecting with someone of a different gender- even your "opposite"- and through that connection you end up seeing yourself in them. im not even talking about "getting in touch with your feminine/masculine side" shit im talking about loving/lusting someone so much that you feel they are a part of you, and through that you demystify the other gender and feel profoundly tied to the issues they face. the patriarchy restrains straightness by forcing people in love/lust to always keep a wall between them, to insist on the idea that men and women speak a different language, to still see even the person they love/desire as an Other. a new, freer vision of straightness is one that inevitably fosters genderfuckery and inter-gender solidarity. heterosexual love and lust, freed from its restraints, has the power to shake up the basic patriarchal ideas of how men and women are supposed to relate to each other as "opposites." and this is why transhet people are send by God to heal society thank you for coming to my tedtalk
good omens season 2
HOLY- SUN WTF!? 👁️👄👁️
are we just gonna ignore the fact Sun called Narinder his bitch???
I just wanted an excuse to draw Obito like that and this adorable thing came out ghhjgds ;D
